Lu Yi, who was standing in front of him, could instantly feel countless terrifying gazes directed towards him.
But I haven’t waited for these eyes to come.
A golden figure with thick armor appeared beside Lu Yi at some point and slowly turned his head.
Then, in the originally silent banquet hall, muffled sounds continued to come from many distant places.
Apparently some people suffered a loss in front of this so-called ‘Forbidden Army General’.
"This is the difference in realm..."
I secretly sighed in my heart.
Lu Yi, surrounded by many disciples, was already heading towards the end of the hall.
They say there is no such thing as a good party.
Today, both Zi Lei Sect and Xue Jiujing probably have their own plans.
And Lu Yi is the carrier for them to use the method of fighting.
……
……
At the same time, the back end of the hall.
"Young Master B?"
Seeing Lu Yi surrounded by countless people in the distance, serving a luxurious and complicated banquet.
Liang Shigu, who was wearing a simple Taoist robe, was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously looked at the book fairy next to him who was pouring and drinking.
"Oh?"
Suddenly I saw Master Liang looking over.
The book fairy dressed as a scholar chuckled and filled another cup from the golden pot on the table in front of him.
Then he continued:
"Liang Shigu, do you want to ask about Lu Yi?"
"..."
After a moment of hesitation, Master Liang frowned and said:
"Senior, although the student has read a lot these days... he only has a superficial understanding of the system of Daqian!"
"But I don't know what kind of status this... Young Master B should have in Da Qian?"
"..."
Faced with Liang Shigu’s question.
The Shuxian drank another full cup before a trace of amusement appeared on his face.
"Young Master, Young Master B?"
"Hey!"
Smiling softly to oneself.
The following words from the book immortal not only made Liang Shigu.
Even Lin Yue'e, who was sitting next to the two of them and was listening like a transparent person, suddenly changed her expression.
"After one generation of great work, the empress was even more stunningly talented and beautiful, and her anger lasted for eternity..."
"But..."
It's like being tipsy.
The Shuxian glanced at the high platform in the palace far away, then shook his head and said:
"That Your Majesty never married and left no heirs!"
"To put it simply, the position of the young master means that he is the prince of Daqian... he is qualified to aspire to the supreme position."
"So, do you understand?"
"..."
"The throne of Daqian?"
The expression on his face changed several times in succession.
Liang Shigucai frowned and said:
"Senior Shuxian, now that Da Qian has become a thing of the past."
"Then...why is this position of power in Young Master Yi still so respected?"
"..."
"Is the great struggle a thing of the past?"
See Liang Shigu's hesitant tone.
Instead, the fairy in the book smiled freely, looked at it and shook his head:
"You want to say that since Dagan is dead..."
"Why can you still use the power of the previous dynasty to dominate the crowd?"
Speaking of this, Shuxian did not give up anymore, nor did he wait for Liang Shigu to hand over his hand and ask again.
Just drink and say:
"Liang Shigu...Although Daqian is dead! But the peerless empress is not completely dead!"
"With that person's strength and wisdom, if we want to restore the country, it will only happen in the blink of an eye."
“We still don’t know what the future of this world will be like!”
With the sigh of the fairy in the book.
Liang Shigu showed a hint of shock and was about to ask again.
There was a sudden commotion on the high platform of the main hall.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of laughter that sounded extremely generous, and it instantly spread throughout the entire banquet hall.
"Okay! Young Master B is really happy!"
"Then today, let's let the disciples of the two sects fight in front of the palace... How about cheering you up?"
With this burst of hearty laughter, it spread in all directions.
The palace, which had been filled with faint discussions, immediately fell silent.
All eyes were faintly focused on the end of the hall, where the laughter came from.
That is where the Eight Heavenly Sect is located.
The identity of the person who laughed made many people tremble in their hearts.
Knowing that today's big banquet... there is a high probability that another shocking event will happen.
……
"Would you like to cheer me up?"
Sitting next to Xue Jiujing.
Lu Yi looked at Zhenlei Zhenjun from the Purple Thunder Sect opposite, who seemed to be smiling sincerely, and there was also a smile on his face.
At this moment, on the banquet table of the so-called Eight Heavens Sect.
Dozens of true kings are scattered and sitting.
Only Lu Yi himself is a little tire-casting monk.
Everyone had a conversation just now, although they were more complimentary to Lu Yi.
But at this time, after Zhenlei Zhenjun’s words came out, it was regarded as a dagger.
"You want the disciples of the two sects to fight each other in front of the palace, do you want to lose my face?"
"Or do you want to use various means... to finally force me to die personally?"
I saw countless people and the whole banquet hall was instantly quiet.
The thoughts in Lu Yi's mind just turned around, and there was some playfulness in his eyes.
This Zhenlei Zhenjun was introduced by Xue Jiujing just now as the Purple Thunder Sect’s Palm Seal Zhenjun.
To put it more clearly...he is the leader of the Purple Thunder Sect.
This person’s cultivation level cannot be clearly seen based on Lu Yi’s current meager strength.
But during his so-called competition in front of the palace, Xue Jiujing, who was sitting next to Lu Yi, did not seem to have any intention of rejecting him.
There was even a hint of interest in her beautiful eyes.
"..."
In a brief silence.
Lu Yi looked directly at Zhenlei Zhenjun across from him and smiled softly again.
"If you want the disciples of the two sects to join in the fun, I'm afraid you have to ask Princess Wanjing!"
With Lu Yi's voice.
Opposite me Zhenlei Zhenjun smiled and seemed unmoved.
Instead, Xue Jiujing beside Lu Yi said calmly:
"As soon as we get married, you and I will be in charge of Mount Taishi together!"
"Whoever you want to fight...just ask!"
Compared to the so-called competition in front of the palace.
This sentence from Xue Jiujing is the real weight.
With the sound of "Tongzhang Taishi Mountain" came out.
Not only did Zhenlei Zhenjun opposite have some surprise in his eyes, but the countless Zhenjun from the Eight Heaven Sect around him also changed their expressions.
Obviously, he never imagined that he would hear such words today.
"Together we hold Mount Taishi?"
His gaze with a faint hint of thunder and lightning turned to Lu Yi.
Zhenlei Zhenjun's generous smile became even heavier on his face, and he even raised his hands to Lu Yi and said cheerfully:
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"There is such a thing. When the time comes, I, the Purple Thunder Sect, will definitely give you a big gift to congratulate you!"
With Zhenlei Zhenjun taking the lead.
There was a sound of congratulations all around.
As for Lu Yi, who was the recipient of congratulations, he felt a little wary in his heart.
"Let me hold Mount Taishi together?"
My heart trembled violently.
When Lu Yi heard Xue Jiujing's words, he felt that the mystery surrounding him... was getting deeper and heavier.
Originally, this so-called marriage was arranged by Alifang.
At this time, after Alifang had murderous intentions towards him, Xue Jiujing not only did not change his mind... but it seemed that he became closer to him instead?
"Is it possible that my identity as the so-called son of fate and the son of the true king... is so valued by others?"
With countless chaotic thoughts flashing in my heart.
Lu Yi's eyes swept across the front of the hall, and finally landed on Wan Qiu behind him.
There are countless disciples in Mount Taishi.
Although they all seem to be capable, Lu Yi can name the two sisters Wan Qiu and Wan Rong.
At this time, Xue Jiujing was talking about this.
Lu Yi... could only bite the bullet and order someone to come forward.
Wait a minute, Zi Lei Sect’s various methods will not be able to use Xue Jiujing around him as a shield.
As Lu Yi's eyes turned and fell, Wan Qiu's expression froze as he stared at her.
Lu Yi looked at her and said:
"Wan Qiu, would you like to go down and compete with the disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect in front of the hall to help the fun?"
"..."
Facing Lu Yi’s inquiry.
Wan Qiu, who used to be ruthless on Twilight Island, showed no other expression.
He bowed to Lu Yi heavily and said:
"Disciple accepts the order!"
As Lu Yi seems to have decided on a candidate.
Zhenlei Zhenjun, who was sitting diagonally opposite, had no expression on his face and laughed without even looking:
"Okay!"
"Since he is a candidate for this competition, I, the Purple Thunder Sect... will do the same thing!"
After saying that, he said calmly:
"Traveling to the west, today your master has offended Young Master B for a long time. Although his body is dead, his sins cannot be fully redeemed!"
"On his behalf... cheer for Young Master Yi in front of the palace and atone for your sins once again!"
Following Zhenlei Zhenjun’s words.
Among the Purple Thunder Sect disciples in the back, a thin young man immediately stood up and bowed.
"Disciple, obey!"
And all this is a different sight in Lu Yi's eyes.
"A disciple of True Lord Changxiao?"
His eyes just glanced at the so-called 'Xing Xi' who stood up.
Lu Yi felt that he had almost figured out the path to Zhenlei Zhenjun.
In this so-called "fun in front of the palace", the two sides barely mentioned a word about the "point to the point".
Lu Yi didn't say anything here because he wanted to find out Zhenjun Lei.
But Zhenlei Zhenjun didn't say anything... It was almost as if he was determined to slap Lu Yi in the face.
In other words, there are still means waiting for Lu B.
Forcing him to commit suicide himself... risking his life.
Thinking of this, Lu Yi felt a little confused in his heart.
"None of these true kings have lived for who knows how long. When it comes to tricks... I'm afraid I'm no match for them."
"But..."
A gleam of coldness flashed in the eyes looking at Zhenlei Zhenjun.
Lu Yi has no intention of following the other party’s rules.
"Zhenlei Zhenjun, I'm afraid I can't even think of it..."
"Whether this so-called 'uncle' in Mount Taishi or the position of young master in Daqian... I don't take it seriously at all,"
"My purpose has always been to muddy the water in the Three Hundred Cave Heavens!!"
……
From the moment Zhenlei Zhenjun proposed the so-called 'battle in front of the palace' to both sides choosing their disciples to end, it almost happened in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, under the high platform in the palace... they were immediately cleared out of the area of about 100 feet.
Wan Qiu and Xing Xi from the opposite side also walked into it.
As the two sides bowed to each other, Zi Lei Sect Xingxi smiled at Wan Qiu, who looked cold, and said:
"I heard that senior sister is Young Master Yi's personal disciple?"
"I must have magical powers that no junior brother can match!"
"I hope Senior Sister will be gentler!"
These words seemed to be Xingxi’s pretentious words before taking action.
But countless True Lords nearby all vaguely glanced at Lu Yi on the high platform.
The true king has a long life, and everyone can be called a cunning person.
Xing Xi’s words reveal Wan Qiu’s identity, both covertly and overtly.
Obviously, some drastic measures will be used later to put pressure on Lu Yi step by step.
As Xing Xi’s words fell.
Wan Qiu's beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at him and said coldly:
"Junior brother is so complimentary."
"Today is to entertain my uncle, so naturally I have to try my best...to have a good show!"
As the two finished speaking.
A transparent light mask with some ripples appeared in the surrounding land.
Apparently they were enveloped by the formation, and the aftermath of the two people's magical powers spread to the grand banquet hall.
That's the time.
Xue Jiujing, who was beside Lu Yi, chuckled, looked at Lu Yi and said:
"Lu Yi, Xingxi is the personal descendant of True Lord Changxiao."
"In terms of magical powers alone, Wan Qiu is probably no match for him."
Xue Jiujing's words were not transmitted through his spiritual mind. He was speaking to Lu Yi in an ordinary chatting tone.
Not to mention the Warlock True Lords of the Eight Heaven Sect around them, even the countless True Lords of various sects sitting far below are all very clear.
"Are you talking to me at this time?"
There was something strange in his eyes.
On the other hand, Lu Yi couldn't control Xue Jiujing's thoughts.
Although she put the fight on Lu Yi again today, the one who participated in the fight... was the disciple of Mount Taishi after all.
If Wan Qiu is really dealt with cruelly by Xing Xi later, it will not only be Lu Yi’s face that will be lost.
"Oh?"
He seemed to sense something strange in Lu Yi’s eyes.
Xue Jiujing smiled slightly, picked up a golden cup from the table and drank it in one gulp.
Then they glanced at Wan Qiu, who seemed to be facing off in the arena below, and Xingxi and the other two said calmly:
"However, in monks' battles, magical powers and spells can only be used as a reference."
"Winning or losing does not all depend on the length of the Qi pulse or the comprehension of magical powers!"
And Xue Jiujing’s words were like a signal.
The two people who were originally enveloped in the formation moved together in an instant.
Along with Xing Xizhou, terrifying electric snakes with faint purple meanings appeared all over his body, but Wan Qiu's body showed no supernatural powers.
However, a bit of blazing spiritual light flashed from his body, turning into a cold sword shadow that constantly revolved around him.
"Oh?"
As countless electric snakes burst out in all directions, they continued to make terrifying noises on the floor paved with gold bricks below.
Xingxi's voice seemed to be affected by his magical power, becoming weird and terrifying.
"The big and small spiritual swords of Mount Taishi?"
"If senior sister only has this means today, I'm afraid... her death will be uncomfortable!!"
As he spoke, almost the entire body of Xing Xi was completely enveloped by the terrifying purple thunder and lightning, transforming into a thunder and lightning giant that was more than several feet tall.
The vivid and vivid face of thunder and lightning shows a vicious and ferocious look.
"Young Master Yi harmed my master!"
"Today I will get rid of you, this cheap maid! Give him some color!!"
The words have not yet finished.
The terrifying electric snakes that had already spread throughout the entire place were shaken and swept directly towards Wan Qiu from all directions.
Accompanied by "rumbling" terrifying sounds and flashes of thunder.
Countless electric hazes with the meaning of thunder suddenly appeared in the Baizhang Dharma Barrier.
In the mist of thunder and lightning that seemed to cover everything, there were only blazing sword lights, indicating Wan Qiu's presence within it.
"Purple Thunder Sect, are you going to humiliate me like this?"
Listen to Xingxi’s unabashed words just now.
Lu Yi's eyes inevitably showed something strange.
"Is it possible that the Purple Thunder Sect also went to Dixing to explore my details?"
"Do you know that I am a person who 'revenges every anger and has the most violent temper?'"
"If my disciples are tortured too miserably, they will inevitably die personally...pack their belongings?"